Star Trek: Voyager1995

[the Doctor is singing La Donna E Mobile in the mess hall, when Tuvok begins to cry]

Tom Paris:
[whispering] Tuvok?

[Tuvok goes from crying to laughing uncontrollably, then grunting, as if in pain]

Tom Paris:
Tuvok!

[Tuvok starts thrashing around]

Captain Janeway:
[clicks her combadge] Janeway to Security, get a team to the mess hall right away!

The Doctor:
Stand back! He's been seized by the pon farr! A neurochemical imbalance is driving him to mate. We won't be able to reason with him!

[starts singing to the melody of the music]

The Doctor:
Tuvok, I understand / you are a Vulcan man. You have just gone without / For seven years, about.

[signals to Tom]

The Doctor:
Paris, please find a way / To load a hypospray. I will give you the sign / Just aim for his behind. Hormones are raging, synapses blazing. It's all so veee-...

[Tom loads and throws the hypospray to the Doctor, who catches it]

The Doctor:
...hery illogical.

[injects Tuvok in the butt with the hypospray, and Tuvok collapses]

The Doctor:
Illogical. Iii-ll... illogical.